Free Web NovelChapter 270: Chapter 150: Harvest and Invitation (Part 2)
The page held only two words—Little Creek.
He opened it and glanced at it by the firelight, realizing this was the Swordsmanship Ye Wucheng had created, inspired by the River of Sword Qi. It was the same Martial Arts he had used earlier.
It wasn’t a formal manual, however, but rather the personal notes and insights from his creation of this Martial Arts, which was why he carried it with him.
In truth, it was much like a manual, just with many added insights and ideas. The variations of the moves and the marvel of their application were all recorded in these notes, just not yet organized into a coherent system.
After a moment’s thought, Fang Shuwen unceremoniously pocketed it.
Yu Yaoguang had been right. One could learn from the talents of others to improve one’s own.
The principles of Martial Arts were all the same beyond a certain point. He had killed Ye Wucheng, but he didn’t look down on him. The man’s Swordsmanship certainly had its merits.
Finally, he picked up Ye Wucheng’s sword.
It was a three-foot blade, gleaming with a cold, sharp light.
It was cool to the touch. Engraved upon the blade was a single word—Unquestioning.
"Unquestioning Sword... What a strange name."
Fang Shuwen muttered to himself, and then he heard Chen Yan’s voice:
"The Unquestioning Sword is a Divine Weapon forged a hundred years ago by a Forging Master named Tie Zhongliu.
"It is said this sword was forged from the Essence of Gold and Iron, mixed with a small amount of North Sea Profound Ice.
"It can sever a falling hair and cut through iron as if it were mud.
"The blade itself radiates a cold aura that helps to clear the mind and calm one’s spirit, reducing the risk of falling into a berserk state."
"..."
Fang Shuwen was left speechless. He was starting to feel that some things in this martial arts world simply defied all reason.
He just couldn’t wrap his head around how something like North Sea Profound Ice could be mixed with metal and then forged into a weapon.
But if he couldn’t figure it out, then he couldn’t figure it out. The sword was right here, and its origins were whatever the story said they were. ’It’s not like I have a machine to test if it really has ice in it, is it?’
Fang Shuwen had only one question:
"Is it valuable?"
"...It is."
Chen Yan glanced at Fang Shuwen with his lifeless eyes.
"This sword is no less valuable than Sinking Blood.
"First, because it was forged by a master from a century ago. And second... because Tie Zhongliu was Wind-Fire Lan Shan’s master.
"Whether as a weapon or a collector’s item, its value is even greater than that of Sinking Blood, not less."
A brilliant light instantly bloomed in Fang Shuwen’s eyes.
Chen Yan was very familiar with that look in his eyes... The last time he’d talked about capturing Miao Feichan to use as a mount, he’d had this exact same expression!
An involuntary shudder ran through him.
"What... what are you thinking of doing?"
Fang Shuwen waved his hand dismissively.
"What could I possibly do?
"I was just thinking... Ye Wucheng was Ye Wufeng’s older brother, and he was languishing in obscurity at the Sword God Palace, yet he still managed to have such a fine sword in his hands.
"So what kind of sword do you suppose Ye Wufeng himself uses?
"And how many other swords... are in the Sword God Palace’s collection?"
"..."
’Is this what he calls thinking bigger?’
’But is this the right way to think about it?’
’Is he planning to just murder and rob his way across the land?’
He quickly said,
"I advise you to calm down. Even if you really did sack the Sword God Palace, you wouldn’t be able to carry all those swords away."
"I could call on the people from the Golden Bell Tower.
"Didn’t they say they have people in all of the Five Domains Under Heaven?"
Fang Shuwen said,
"When the time comes, I’ll call them in, and we can just pack up the entire Sword God Palace and sell it off..."
"You’re going to sell the Sword God Palace?"
Yu Yaoguang, leading Fang Lingxin and the others, had just walked over and heard this, looking rather astonished.
Fang Shuwen chuckled.
"The feud between me and Ye Wufeng is set in stone. When I’m strong enough, I plan to take a trip to the Northern Domain.
"And while I’m there, I’ll sell off the Sword God Palace... ah, no, I mean, I’ll settle the score between me and Ye Wufeng."
"..."
Yu Yaoguang frowned slightly.
"The Northern Domain isn’t like the Eastern Domain. The Sword God Palace commands a vast territory, and Ye Wufeng has been hyped up into a living legend of the Jianghu.
"I fear a trip like that would be fraught with danger..."
"Don’t worry."
Fang Shuwen smiled.
"They say one should read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. It’s always good to get out and see more of the world." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"..."
Yu Yaoguang gave him a silent look, then finally nodded slowly.
"Oh, right. These two."
Fang Shuwen took the two Eight Trigrams Treasure Boxes from his robes.
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Yu Yaoguang casually took one, fiddled with it for a moment, and smiled.
"This is an Eight Trigrams Mechanism Box. It’s not difficult to open if you understand the principles of Yin and Yang and the Eight Trigrams.
"After we get back, I can open it for you."
"Alright, I’ll leave them with you for now. Are you planning to wait here a while longer?"
"Yes."
Yu Yaoguang nodded. As a Sect Leader, she had her own responsibilities.
Her disciples hadn’t emerged yet, so she couldn’t just leave.
"Then I’ll take them back first."
After informing Yu Yaoguang, Fang Shuwen led Fang Lingxin and the others up the stairs.
The stairs went on for a long time. It felt like they had been walking for ages before they finally reached a passageway. At first, it was clearly man-made, but further ahead, it opened into a natural mountain cave.
Before they even reached the entrance, they could hear the ROARING sound of a waterfall.
Evidently, the cave entrance was hidden behind the waterfall.
But as they got closer, Fang Shuwen noticed fragments of a massive boulder on the ground and couldn’t help but be secretly amazed.
’This place is truly well hidden,’ he thought.
Concealed by a waterfall and camouflaged by a giant boulder—no wonder no one had discovered it for so many years.
The boulder at the entrance must have been shattered by Lin Fan. With the Purple Nether Sword, such a feat wouldn’t have been difficult for him.
Protecting Fang Lingxin, he leaped through the mouth of the cave.
Looking back, he saw Chen Yan leap out after him, followed finally by Shui Qianliu.
Shui Qianliu’s Martial Arts were profound. He approached the cascade at a leisurely pace, and the water parted for him naturally, not a single drop touching his or Shui Qianrou’s clothes.
